Inheritance of Two Trillion

Chapter 117: Chapter 117 Who Let the Water Out for Whom_1

Lu Yun looked at Bai Xiaosheng, then at Lu Qingfeng, feeling a bit worried.

This kid Bai Xiaosheng is both righteous and wicked, seriously bad to the core, impossible to guard against.

Qingfeng, when it comes to overt strategies, might not be defeated, but he’s too upright and lacks cunning, which puts him at a disadvantage against Bai Xiaosheng... his chances of winning are not high!

”No way, I have to give Qingfeng a hand,” thought Lu Yun.

After all, he had just patted his son on the shoulder, saying, ”Dad’s got your back.”

Now, it was time to deliver!

”Ahem!”

Lu Yun coughed, assuming an elder’s posture, and with a smile said, ”Have you two finished talking? Next, we’re going to pose the questions, and I think it should be... Xuelian, Wenqian, and myself.”

Zhengdong Province was kept out of it. Lu Yun gave him a smile, and the chubby man immediately became anxious, probably unable to come up with a decent question if his life depended on it.

The composition of the question-setters was so fair indeed!

Bai Xiaosheng raised an eyebrow.

Lu Yun remained unperturbed, his face not flushing—a feat achieved by years of experience, the steadiness was still there.

Lu Qingfeng felt a bit embarrassed. Among those setting the questions, one was his sister, the other his dad, both knew him through and through.

To win like this felt somewhat unsporting.

”Alright then, it’s settled!” Bai Xiaosheng readily agreed, adding a clause, ”Anyone who objects is conceding a round!”

These words made Lu Qingfeng pause.

This is my sister! This is my dad! Why does it feel like Bai Xiaosheng is acting as though he’s the one at a huge unfair advantage...

”I’ll start with the first question.”

Wei Xuelian, with a beaming smile, stood up, glanced at Bai Xiaosheng, walked to the small blackboard Cheng was holding, and picked up a piece of chalk.

After a moment’s thought, she swiftly wrote out a series of numbers, letters, and formulas.

”This question is from the graduate entrance exam for probability theory and mathematical statistics in business management. The first one to write the correct answer will be considered the winner,” Wei Xuelian said with a smile.

Lu Qingfeng’s eyes lit up, and he sent a loving smile towards Wei Xuelian.

Little sister Xuelian is really treating me well!

He, Lu Qingfeng, held a master’s degree in business management. Solving this question was as easy as pie!

As for Bai Xiaosheng... he was an arts student!

An ordinary arts student, no matter how knowledgeable, couldn’t compare with a bona fide science master like him, could they?

This round, I’ve got in the bag!

Lu Qingfeng smiled confidently at Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng, surprisingly, looked at the question on the blackboard and saw Wei Xuelian giving him a secret, mischievous wink. He couldn’t help but feel a mix of laughter and tears.

This problem was exactly the one he had solved to win breakfast!

Back then, he had written three different methods!

She was helping me!

Bai Xiaosheng felt somewhat sweet inside.

However, right after that, he saw the smug look in Lu Qingfeng’s eyes, which suddenly annoyed him.

Oh, this is your area of expertise!

So, you’re flaunting it to me?!

Bai Xiaosheng saw that both Lu Yun and Lu Wenqian were also happy, as if Lu Qingfeng was sure to win all three rounds without any doubt.

After all, the first question was right up Lu Qingfeng’s alley, and the following two would likely be the same!

Bai Xiaosheng, expressionless, rubbed his nose.

You all just enjoy yourselves...

A servant brought forward two large cups of beer that were darker than regular beer and emitted a fragrance of alcohol with a hint of fruitiness.

He heard it was an improved formula, privately brewed.

Bai Xiaosheng thought to himself.

Lu Qingfeng had already read the question twice, carefully, and was silently working it out in his head without any paper or pen—pure mental calculation!

Lu Yun couldn’t help but nod slightly in approval.

As for Bai Xiaosheng, he appeared lazy, staring at the beer mug and counting the bubbles in the beer.

Was he planning to give up on this round?

Except for Wei Xuelian, that’s what everyone else thought!

After all, this was a complex science and technology question.

Even Zhengdong Province felt it was over; Bai couldn’t come up with the answer!

Wei Xuelian giggled to herself.

She guessed that Bai Xiaosheng must be waiting to swoop in at the last minute and write down the answer to show off.

This guy!

That’s what Wei Xuelian thought, but she didn’t feel the slightest bit annoyed, in fact, there was a faint sense of anticipation.

All of a sudden, Lu Qingfeng strode towards the little blackboard.

He had solved it!

Lu Yun and Lu Wenqian’s faces immediately lit up with joy, while Wei Xuelian was startled, and she turned to look at Bai Xiaosheng.

Bai Xiaosheng still showed no sign of moving!

Has he gone dumb? He could clearly win this!

Wei Xuelian couldn’t help feeling a bit anxious.

Could it be he thinks that Lu Qingfeng might make a mistake? Impossible! Lu Qingfeng has a master’s degree in management - he wouldn’t step forward if he wasn’t almost entirely sure!

They were going to lose this first round for no reason!

Wei Xuelian felt both anxious and annoyed.

Lu Qingfeng picked up the chalk and scribbled non-stop, completing his work in one go.

His handwriting was very beautiful, and his board writing was neat and clean.

After finishing, Lu Qingfeng glanced at his work, extremely satisfied.

This was his answer, absolutely correct! He had that confidence!

I’ve won the first round!

Lu Qingfeng turned around with a touch of pride, but his smile became somewhat stiff.

Because Bai Xiaosheng was tilting his head back, gulping down the last drop of beer.

”Refreshing! Delicious!”

Bai Xiaosheng took a deep breath and laughed with praise.

”Uncle Lu, later on, you have to let me take some home!”

Lu Qingfeng, stunned, looked at Bai Xiaosheng. He had intended to boast a little, but suddenly it all seemed so dull.

It was as if Bai Xiaosheng deliberately gave up this round just to savor that beer.

”If you want to drink, then in the following rounds, there are five cups. I’ll let you drink to your heart’s content,” Lu Qingfeng snorted.

”I’ll just have a taste. I’m used to sipping liquor with skewers. Downing beer like this, you can handle the next one!”

Bai Xiaosheng’s smile was radiant.

”It’s Wenqian’s turn to pose a question now, right?” Bai Xiaosheng said to Lu Wenqian, then smiled at Lu Yun, ”Uncle Lu must be the finale, anchoring the last game.”

Lu Yun smiled without saying a word.

He had indeed intended so.

Lu Wenqian got up, and Wei Xuelian couldn’t help but tug at the hem of her clothes from below.

She couldn’t bear to see Bai Xiaosheng lose three rounds in a row; it would be nice for him to win at least one round.

Wei Xuelian wanted to signal Lu Wenqian to go easy.

Lu Wenqian, with a cheerful smile, ignored Wei Xuelian and walked over.

The little blackboard had already been wiped clean.

Lu Wenqian held the chalk, her eyes shining with clarity, as she had long decided what to write!

Bai Xiaosheng came from an arts background, right? She would pose a literary question. If her brother could beat Bai Xiaosheng in literature, wouldn’t that be fabulous!

Lu Wenqian picked up the chalk and wrote down a line that seemed like poetry yet not poetry, like lyrics yet not lyrics.

Lu Qingfeng found it familiar and suddenly remembered.

This, was Yuan verse!

Lu Wenqian had a passion for literature and often asked him, her brother, about Tang poetry and Song lyrics. And the other day, out of the blue, she had even brought up Yuan verse.

The somewhat embarrassed Lu Qingfeng, who had been put on the spot, had specifically looked up information and restored his face the next day.

My sister is sending me points!

Lu Qingfeng recalled those words, waiting until he was absolutely sure before he would approach.

As for Bai Xiaosheng, even if he did have an arts background, he had graduated so many years ago. Besides, Yuan verse was so obscure, could he still remember it? Lu Qingfeng didn’t believe it.

However, before Lu Qingfeng had finished thinking, he saw Bai Xiaosheng walk over.

In front of the little blackboard, Lu Wenqian was completely oblivious, still writing.

There stood Bai Xiaosheng, right behind Lu Wenqian, with a smile brimming in his eyes.